Sitting in the University library studying for my upcoming final exam I think to myself ‘I’m never going to understand this.’
Studying engineering had seemed like a great idea, I always loved building things, and this was an excellent way to get into this as a career. I’ve spent four years studying my ass off trying to understand the maths that comes along with it.
Numbers are not something that comes naturally to me, and I’ve struggled with it from the beginning. Always feeling like I am the slowest in the class is a horrible feeling but I’ve managed to get a passing grade up until now.
But next Friday is it, The Final Exam, it I hate the fact that one day will determine the rest of my life but that’s the way the world works and no one ever said it was fair.
So here I am on a Sunday night studying like I have done pretty much every weekend since I got here. I can’t study in my room because my roommate is a colossal dick, playing screaming music at all hours of the night and coming home drunk all the time.
I’m pretty sure I should be given an award for not murdering him in his sleep, the thought of that actually brings a smile to my face. ‘It would make life simpler.’ I say to myself. ‘Just hold a pillow over his face no one would have to know.’
I shake my head knocking those lovely, lovely thoughts from my mind “No Tommy, concentrate on this.” I say out loud and get my head back down to studying.
I get stuck back in, after two hours I can feel my eyes going together, and I throw my pencil down on the desk with a frustrated groan. Leaning back I look up at the clock and see that its three am “Damn I should get some sleep.”
Packing up my stuff I let out a groan of frustration and tiredness. I head towards the door, and I get the weirdest feeling that someone is watching me.
Looking around I spot a girl at the far side of the room quickly looking down, hiding her face from me.
I just shake off the feeling, putting it down to tiredness and head out back to my room.
Once I get back to my dorm, I can hear the music blaring from the end of the hallway. I just know it’s coming from my room. “Oh for fuck sake,” I grumble to myself, it’s going to be one of those nights.
Fumbling with my keys at the door I let out a sigh of resignation because I just know that this is going to end in another fight.
“Tommy?” a voice comes from behind me just as the door unlocks.
I look around and see Jen, who stays in the room across the hall, standing at her door, she looks exhausted. “Hey Jen,” I say, “you’re up late tonight.”
She looks at me as if I have just said the stupidest thing it the world. “Of course I’m still awake.” She says with a tone of both anger and sadness “That arse you call a roommate has been blasting that music for the last two hours. I have a major test tomorrow, and I just can’t sleep.”
“I’m sorry Jen, I’ll sort it out,” I say to her nodding.
“Thank you, Tommy.”
I go into the room and as per usual Chris is passed out in a drunken stupor. I turn the music off and fall onto my bed and fall asleep within seconds.
The next few days are spent in much the same way, I get up, go to class then study more until the wee hours of the morning, then have to deal with my lunatic roommate, but something has changed. Every night as I leave the library I keep seeing the same girl staring at me, I can’t decide if it’s creepy or not.
The night before the final exam I head off to the library as usual and set up shop in the far corner of the room, away from everyone else so that I can concentrate.
After an hour I throw in the towel, “if I don’t know it by now ill never know it.” I say to myself as I pack away my books and head for the door, I wasn’t looking where I was going when I ran straight into someone sending them flying to the ground.
“I’m so sorry,” I say offering my hand to help, them back up. “Hey, it’s you!” it’s the girl who has been staring at me all week.
Her face flushes red as she takes my hand, “I’m sorry, I wasn’t looking where I was going.”
“It’s ok I wasn’t looking either,” bending down to help pick her books, I get a good look at her for the first time. She is beautiful, long curly brown hair, attractive features and the deepest blue eyes I have ever seen. I can’t help but stare at her, I’m so lost in her eyes that I haven’t heard a single word that she has said.
“…sorry you must think I talk too much.” She says tucking her hair behind her ear.
I still can’t keep my eyes off of hers, “it’s ok, don’t worry about it. I’m sorry I rammed into you. I’ve seen you in here a lot recently, haven’t I?”
Her cheeks seem to flush a deeper shade of red at this question, her voice raises slightly as she says “Eh, yeah. I’ve…ehm…been studying a lot for finals.”
I can tell that she is a little nervous so to spare her I offer her my hand “I’m Tommy.”
“I’m Sarah,” she says taking my hand. When she does a jolt of electricity seemingly shoots up my arm setting my nerve endings tingling and the hairs on my neck standing on end.
I look around confused at what just happened, Sarah’s eyes got wider as she looked at me “I knew it, it is you. You have to come with me, there isn’t any time to lose.” She starts running, pulling me along behind her with a strength that I never thought she would have been capable of.
Before I can say anything we are outside and bounding around the corner, I manage to jerk my hand out of hers, pulling is both to a stop. “What the hell is going on?” I ask her.
She stands in front of me, the shy quiet girl from before is gone, the was she holds herself now is with full confidence, there is nothing unsure about her. I shake my head trying to clear my mind from what just happened, and I look around to see that we are on the far side of the campus How the hell did we get here? And are you taller?”
“I will answer all your questions in time, but right now we need to get you out of here.” her voice has changed now. There is a deep resonance to it that makes my teeth vibrate. “if we don’t get you to safety then they will find you and then our only hope will have been destroyed.”
[I started writing this story a few months ago intending it to be another erotica story. I didn’t finish it at the time as was suffering from writers block, I went back to it today, when I was supposed to be working, and started writing again and came up with this. I have no idea where it came from or where it’s going or even if I should carry on with it. What do you think? I’m open to opinions]